On a week long UK break.
My mum has just died and I'm trying to deal with my siblings and funeral arrangements.
DH has to work (we knew he would) so he is working at the house while I have the kids, aided by their two godparents
Kids are sharing a room which they don't usually do. They are OK but waking up early - 5.40 today.
Kids have done nothing but moan, whinge, cry, nag for the next ice cream etc etc. DS is autistic and is having a rough patch
I'm exhausted. I thought this would be a nice change of scenery but I'm utterly sick of the negotiating, whining, loud crying. They have colds which isn't heplful.
I dread the days sometimes. And this week is really bad.